A disorganized and somewhat clumsy blog, it was created as a means to share thoughts and input on topics that relate to politics, culture, and in some rare occasions, sports. I'll also post things on whatever I've missed, but what else is there to talk about? By the way, I only blog when it feels like fun. If it feels like work, I won't do it.

Saturday, July 27, 2013

I Guess I Didn't Want To Be a Millionaire After All

Friday morning I planned to audition for the gameshow Who Wants To Be a Millionaire? after coming across an article in the Detroit Free Press about two weeks ago. I had always given it a passing thought; I've done pretty well when I watched the show when it was on ABC.

My aim wasn't to win $1 million, but to win about $125,000 - $250,000, enough to cover student loans + taxes and anything left over would be set aside for an IRA or 401k. Had I won any more, that would have fast tracked me to earning a JD or PhD. But I was being realistic. $125,000 would have been plenty.

I forgot about it for about a week until I was reminded of it again on Monday. It was only then that I began to serious contemplate auditioning for the show. The night before I glanced the website over one more time and read the entire rules. A snag was found.

The snag was that I would have to pay my way to New York City if I was cast as a contestant. Everything before that: taking a quiz, interviewing, and just showing up were all things I could do. Hell, the audition site was a 10-minute drive from where I lived which made it all the more tempting.

That morning I drove down to Walsh College in Novi. I saw a guy waiting outside the doors who was with the show. As I walked up, he said I just missed the cutoff and I'd have to wait there for 45 minutes. It only took me a second to realize this wasn't for me.

It wasn't for me because I don't want to be on TV. I just don't care to be recognized. Plus, I also had to realize that even if I got every answer right on the quiz I took, I could still be turned away in a couple of weeks. Yet if I do get accepted, I'd have to drop $1,000 just to be on the show because I'd have to book a flight, get time off of work, and put myself up in a hotel. God knows how expensive even a rundown hotel in New York goes for.

I guess I'll stick to playing the MegaMillions. Oh wait, I don't play that, either.